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It wasn’t uncommon for a seemingly calm night indoors to end up like this. Kojiro's hands were lost in the hair of the man underneath him.
Their kisses were quick but passionate. Soon his hands found themselves slipping underneath the hem of Kaoru’s shirt before taking it off completely. He planted one more kiss on Kaoru's lips before bringing his own down the column of his neck. He lingered there for a while, taking his time around all of kaorus sides and edges before nipping at the base of his neck.
“Hey! Too visible!” Kaoru laughed, swatting at Kojiro's head. “Cut it out!”
“Sorry-sorry! Got carried away.” Kojiro continued to trail soft kisses down the other man's neck. He continued his trail of kisses from one of kaorus collarbones to the other before noticing something.
“Hey, Ru, what’s this?” He asked, pointing to a small spot on Kaorus's shoulder. It was slightly raised and paler than the rest of Kaoru's already fair skin.
“What’s what?” Kaoru sat up slightly to see where Kojiro was pointing at.”
“This little spot. It kind of looks like a scar.”
“Oh, that’s nothing. I just tried something different with my hair a few weeks ago and I burned myself.”
“Something new? Like what?” Kojiro hummed, sitting up slightly as well.
“It doesn't matter, I didn't end up liking it anyway.”
“I wanna know!” Kojiro whined
“Such a whiny gorilla.” He scoffed. “I tried to curl it but I just, I have a lot of hair and I had never used a curling iron before so-“ Kaoru trailed off, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Kojiro pressed a quick kiss onto Kaoru's cheek before cupping it with his hand.
“Oh honey, why didn’t you ask me for help?”
“You know how to use a curling iron?” He asked, surprised.
“I grew up with a house full of sisters! Of courseI do!” Kojiro twirled the other man's hair around his finger before shifting to sit beside him.
“How do I keep forgetting about that?”
“Oh! I think i have a scar on my shoulder too.” Kojiro added excitedly. He quickly whipped his head around to search for the mark.
“Huh.” Kaoru added. “How did I not notice before? You’re almost never wearing a shirt.”
“To focused on my muscles I guess.” He laughed.
“A little cocky for a brute hm?”
“You wanna hear how I got it or not?” Kojiro teased.
“Fine.”
“I was just starting out and I was Trying to invent my ‘signature move’. Turns out i sucked ass so i ended up slamming straight into the side of my house. My Ma said i cried like a baby but you know how she likes to tell stories.”
“Sounds like you.”
“What!?” Kojiro barked.
“You’re such a cry baby.”
“Am not!”
“Whatever you need to tell yourself big guy.” He patted the other man’s shoulder playfully. Shortly after, Kaoru sighed, looking down at his torso. “Kojiro, Do you remember the first time I ate shit on my board?”
“You did eat shit a lot but I think I remember.”
That comment earned him a swift punch to the shoulder. “Ow!”
“Don’t be an asshole. You know, my mom was so angry she grounded me from your place for what felt like forever. I even got that huge scar on my side.”
“Did it end up fading at all?”
“I don't know, I can't see it well.”
“Can I check?”
“I suppose, if you want to.”
Kojiro had earned himself another eye roll. He started back at the top of his chest, trailing his hands down kaoru's toned arms before setting eyes on his torso. He carefully adjusted the orientation of Kaoru's body to get a better look.
“Oh yeah, I see it!”
“Found what you’re looking for hm?” He rolled his eyes. “Is it cool at least?” Kaoru teased.
“It’s pretty badass baby.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” Kojiro kissed the raised spot. “I kind of like it.”
Kaoru followed the path of Kojiro's crimson eyes as they took him in. To him, Kaoru was the most beautiful painting in the gallery. The kind you can’t just snap a photo of and walk away. Kojiro wanted to admire it as long as he lived. His hands were gentle like isn't sure he’s allowed to touch.
“You’re ridiculous.” Kaoru laughed, pushing Kojiro's face.
“What? I like it!” He whined. “Can I keep going?”
“Yes, freak.”
Kojiro continued to marvel at the sight of the man in front of him for a little while longer. He was somewhat familiar with Kaoru’s body but never had he taken the time to notice and relish in all the little details. Instead of moving down Kaoru's abs, he took both of Kaoru's arms, making sure they were face up. He gently intertwined their fingers together, kissing up kaoru's arms one at a time.
The other man watched Kojiro practically ogling at him. He loved the way Kojiro admired him. Not just his body. Kojiro could go on and on about Kaorus' brilliant mind. He loved the way Kojiro took the time to press a soft kiss to the pad of each of his fingertips. He kissed every mark and scar on Kaoru’s wrists
“You're so good with your hands Kaoru. I know you run a calligraphy business and you get told that all the time but I mean it. You have never failed to impress me.”
“I dont know-“
“No really. You’re so incredible.” Kojiro pauses and looks up at the bright pink man in question. "God, Kaoru, You're so beautiful. I think you’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Much to Kojiro's surprise, Kaoruswiftly took Kojiro by the wrists, guiding his hands down the curve of his waist. He smiled as Kojiro stared at him in awe.
“What’s this?”
“I’m um, very used to trying to present as perfect as possible. But I don't um,” Kaoru paused again, seemingly embarrassed. “I don't have to put in a show for you and-Not that the opinion of an oversized monkey matters to me but… I like that you like my scars. I like that you like all of me, even the parts I don’t necessarily like.”
“How could I not?”
Of course he would say that.